"So am I," answered Frank; "but we'll have a bully time to-morrow. I suppose I ought to stay with Colonel Sharpley."
"He isn't any relation of yours, is he?"
"Oh, no; I am only traveling in his company."
"So I thought. You don't look much alike."
"No; I suppose not."
Half an hour passed, but the Abercrombies were still there.
"Shall we go?" asked Frank.
"Not, yet," said Sharpley, shortly.
He did not mean to start till the other travelers were gone, lest he should be followed. For he had screwed his courage to the sticking point, and made up his mind that he would that day do the deed which he had covenanted with Mr. Craven to do. The sooner the better, he thought, for it would bring him nearer the large sum of money which he expected to realize as the price of our hero's murder.